The Stars and the Cookie Jar

So, I went to Vegas. And EVERYONE was in Vegas. It was a byzantine plot.

What does Selkie do in Vegas? Well, aside from aquire blisters, have a really good time. There was a spa, and there were little baby lions, and we stayed in a pyramid. And my love is one lucky hot gambler! And there was a spa. And it was all so tacky. And there were buffets, and it was tacky. And next door was the Excalibur, where we did NOT see the Thunder Down Under. And there's still so much left to do that we have to go back. I didn't have time to do very much.

I met sir_gareth and I met ms_ntropy, and tenillypo, and vivien529, and silveraspen, and minor_blue, and pat_trick, and bansidhe. And Stampy makes 11. We were Stampy's Eleven. So.

I accidentally burned my feet. Twice. But there was some really really wonderful sushi, and then tonight, right before we left, the best meal that I have had in the continental United States. And I found out that I love spas. Also, I had nowhere near enough time to go around with the group and do everything, so I guess we just have to go back. We still need to see the Bellagio and Sigfried and Roy's Big Gay Animal Park and the Parisian and the Stratosphere and I forget what else. And I'm torn whether I want to stay next time in the Bellagio, the Venetian, or the Excalibur. 'Cause the last one has Krispy Kreme. [Ed. note: so does the Venetian.] Okay, so the last one has skee ball. And now my pretty pretty princess and I head home in the plane. We get to watch videos on the plane. Because this is the 21st century. And I had lots of Pinot Noir at dinner.